

Not HereNot hereNot Here
Not here
I am not here I used to be, but now there is no tomorrow yesterday or today Pieces of myself, scattered blown away by the empty wind Here I sit someone trapped behind my own vision a prison I try to think but the mind is ablaze with too many thoughts My hands reach out for something to touch Nothing I try to stand, but my legs won't move I am drowning I am bleeding I feel nothing, because I am nothing Silence I have nothing left to give I have nothing else to receive
Everyone asks where I've gone I am not here
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Writer, furry, spiritual guy, horror fan, student of Jesus Christ and Lao Tsu, and hopefully a good friend
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Writer, furry, spiritual guy, horror fan, student of Jesus Christ and Lao Tsu, and hopefully a good friend
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Writer, furry, spiritual guy, horror fan, student of Jesus Christ and Lao Tsu, and hopefully a good friend
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